Well, I was never really into drinking. Or partying, or any type of social gathering for that matter (I'm a bit anti-social woops). Even as I see them in the movies, house party and clubbing scenes never really appealed to me. The first time I tried anything alcoholic, I hated it. Instantly. I was around 13 or 14 maybe when I had my first sip of boxed wine. When I went tasting all the harder stuff, I hated it more. I always asked everyone what the big deal is with alcohol when it's not even good, and my eldest sister would always reply with, "It's an acquired taste.” So I never really like drinking, not if it’s a cocktail. And when I arrived at my first party, I kept thinking to myself What the hell am I doing here? I don’t even drink!

The first ever party that I went to was for a school org that I joined in university, so I was kind of required to go if I wanted to really stay in that org. And to be honest, at 17 years old, I didn’t know what to expect. I thought I knew but not really. I went with my friend and my dad even drove me there. Now, I know what you’re thinking, lame right? But I have a good excuse! It’s because I didn’t know how to go there, so I had to bring him ha! But, I don't really mind because I don't really drink and he's pretty chill. So, we got there and the real party started around 12:30. By "real party" I mean, people dancing/jumping to the music, everyone's getting drunk, and grinding. Lots of grinding. By 1 AM, everyone's practically on the floor and/or puking, losing their phones, girls were tripping on their shoes, in the bathroom.

To a wallflower like me, all of that was pretty shocking and scary, to be honest. Yes, I actually got scared because it was the first time I saw someone suddenly pass out and fall on the floor. Also, my friend was getting drunk, AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO TAKE CARE OF A DRUNK PERSON AND IT WAS JUST THE TWO OF US. But I have to admit, watching drunk people "dance" and try to hold a decent conversation is actually pretty funny.

On the other hand, I met a lot of new people who most probably didn't remember me the next day but at least I got to talk to a lot of cute boys! And that's always a plus for a girl as boy-deprived as me. I also got to party with one of the best DJs in the country, and drink a lot of margaritas because of the open bar. And that was awesome because cocktail drinks are the only alcoholic drinks I like drinking. I also found out that I hate beer, so I'll never drink that again. All in all, my first ever party was actually really fun. It was the first time I felt like an actual teenager, and it was exhilarating. I got to talk to a lot of boys by not being shy and just going for it. I got to celebrate my youth and got to let go of my inhibitions. And I guess I kinda get it now, why teens like partying and drinking and all that. For the first time, I was a teenager of this generation.